The fields

are you a hangsman? will you execute me?
so delicately
my eyes are staring at the kites in the sky
like desperate sunlight

carry me beyond the thicket i had tried to find
you lose your truth and I'm accepting my dare
carry me beyond the marigolds right to the stairs
i lost my heels but
It's leading me somewhere

my flame is fading
 Your ship is sailing away
im wautjng srill on the shore
the lighthouse looms over the
merry empty seas
since it's not my war anymore

carry me beyond the fields where dreams are born to die
my summertime happiness was never enough
so carry me through heather fields where ghostly willows cry
I'm crying out as i was tiddly unloved


 I am begging for rescue
 i see azaleas blooming like farewells
gasping for real air
cause ghosts learn to breathe again
and the sun finally sets
i smile to prayers like you smiled at the phone
you shalt meet a nobler soul
you shalt know a fairer friend
who'll teach you in every chapter a lesson lies behind

carry me beyond the sacred lakes i showed around
The morning light i could never ever restore 
my holy grail knows that every river carves the stone
mine stays unshaped since its not my war
no thats not a war